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YIVINE

Mother!

How dare she would...

Are you going to reason with her?

I'm going to try.

The

boss in the

eyes of

President

Your mother says you don't want to go to Newport.

No. There's something I need to have settled before I can leave New York.

Of course that sounds over dramatic, but it won't wait until the end of the summer.

This will affect the rest of my life.

How grave you make it sound?

Naturally, you want to make a joke with it, but I can't.

To be honest, I thought everything would be settled already, but day after day goes by.

Does it have anything to do with Oscar Van Rine?

Why do you say that?

He has written to me, asking for an interview.

That's what I told him to do. But when you didn't speak of it...

I didn't, because I knew what the interview would be about.

And I wanted to be quite sure what my answer should be.

Have you sent a reply now?

No. But I'll write today and ask him to come to my office.

Have you told Mother?

Not yet, but I will. Of course what I say to her, to him, will depend on what you want me to say.

He gave me the reasons why I should accept his offer.

That was clever of him.

He asked me if I wanted to get away from Mother, and of course I do.

Oh dear.

I don't want to get away from you, but I must be allowed the freedom to make my own decisions.

Marriage is not the place to look for freedom.

May I ask if you love him?

There is that, but these days so many people marry without love.

Which I assume means you do not.

He comes from a good family, and there is some money.

And I'd be in society, which is what Mother wants.

He can be very amusing. He does make me laugh.

That is a useful quality I grant you.

But it is not enough to base a marriage on.

May I make you an offer?

What if I were to promise to support your choice?

Whenever you come and tell me, you have fallen in love.

Even if Mother is against it?

Even then. I give you my word.

What will you do with Mr. Van Rine?

Let him down gently.

And then I suggest we forget about this whole thing.

So, will you go with your mother to Newport?

All right. If you really think we're not making a mistake.

Of one thing, I am sure.

You can do better than Mr. Oscar Van Rine.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

What time is it?

Half past nine.

What?

Ask Mr. Van Rstone to let you sleep.

Don't worry. He looked after things.

There's not much to do at breakfast anyway.

Oh, there you are, John.

What happened?

My alarm didn't go off. Again?

I always wake up before mine rings.

We're not all as wonderful as you miss Armstrong.

Why are alarm clocks so unreliable?

You're right. They never work.

I'm lucky I'm a light sleeper.

I wonder why they don't work.

Oh, if someone will figure it out.

Are you ready to start, John?

Shouldn't he have some breakfast first?

No, I'm ready, Mr. Van Rstone.

Can you give this to Miss Marion?

Miss Scott has written back.

She can come tomorrow to see you.

Good. I look forward to it.

How is she doing?

We'll find out tomorrow.

It must all still be heartbreaking.

True, but time is a great healer. I pray so anyway.

What is that?

Mrs. Bauer has made some luncheon for Miss Marion to take to school.

Leave it there.

A packed lunch.

Do you really take a packed lunch?

It makes things simpler if I do.

Why, as Mrs. Bauer never told me,

is everyone part of this conspiracy?

I'm doing a perfectly decent job.

You won't need to be ashamed of me.

I'm ashamed of you now.

Well, I ought to get started.

Lateness is not to be added to my other transgressions.

Good. Now pay attention to where the light is hitting that limit.

Oh, no.

What is it, Francis?

I ruined it.

I give up.

I know.

You mustn't be afraid to fail or you'll never succeed.

So I should have another go?

Absolutely.

Try again next week.

Now may I remind you that while it's important to copy the bowl of fruit,

what I'm looking for is your own vision of the fruit.

Your own feelings.

Now, be sure before you go to write your names on your pictures

and leave them to dry on collect them.

Miss Brooke!

May we give you a ride?

I'd be taking you out of your way.

It's not a sense. It would be our pleasure to see you home.

Besides, we ought to pay our neglected call on on darkness.

I should be pleased to see you.

Will you protect us?

That won't be necessary.

On darkness, it's rather crossed with me, but not with you.

Even so, you're the only person in New York who stands up to her.

She must find it a novel sensation.

Thank you for seeing me.

I was rather nervous when I took so long for you to answer.

You were right to be nervous.

Did it not occur to you to speak to me before you addressed my daughter?

I suppose I was carried away.

Well, the answer is no.

Gladys will not agree to be your wife.

Is that it?

I might have no chance to put my case.

I've brought papers, proving my financial status.

I'll inherit my mother's house on 61st Street, so Gladys's home would be right across from yours.

You are welcome to show me what you like. I'm not in a hurry, but nothing will alter my conclusion.

You know that I'm very much in love with her.

Well, that is what I do not quite know.

But you are right to claim it, since a love match is the one thing I'm determined on for her.

Then I can assure you that I do not convince her and you will not convince me.

I think you may genuinely like her.

And that you intended her to be happy in her life with you.

More than I finish.

I understand these marriages of convenience take place in every fashionable church in this city.

But I want more than that for my child.

Of course you do.

Let me leave it there.

Mr. Van Ryan.

And now you should go.

We were so very sad when Marion told us your news.

Thank you.

Our prayers are with you, but if there's anything else we can do.

If you mean it, I'd really like to be busy again.

Well, I'd be more than happy to welcome you back here if that would help.

Hurray!

I've tried a few others, but no one measured up to you, Miss Scott.

I told you. Well, I'd like to come back.

But there is still the matter of Miss Armstrong.

Leave Armstrong to me. I shall explain to her the way things are going to be.

So when can you start?

Right away, I think. But I need to speak with my parents.

Of course.

This is good of you all to waste your time on me.

Oh, no, Mrs. Blaine. You're the kind one to give young master Russell here a chance.

May I introduce him and his mother, Mrs. George Russell.

Mr. McAllister's right. You're very generous. It's my pleasure.

Let's go in.

I think we should start through here in the morning room.

These little rooms, big enough for a gathering of four. What was the point of them?

My husband liked small rooms.

He said it was the only way to keep warm without breaking the bag.

They don't reco hospitality.

Nor did he.

Another rabbit touch.

He makes a laugh, which is always a promising start.

It was good of you to arrange this.

What a friend's fault.

Let me show you the drawing room. It's a little less cramped, which is something, I suppose.

It's not too bad.

But it's very... what's the word I'm looking for?

Drap? Drury?

The chimney piece looks as if his grandmother chose it.

She did, almost. It came from his aunt. She liked decorations and he liked saving money.

So when she died, he used it in here.

How depressing.

Well, what do you suggest?

Well, the thing these rooms need is light.

More light and more space. That's what we have to figure out.

But it will be a great place for parties when we're done.

Well, it settled. Larry may I call you Larry?

It's going to undertake the work.

What? Surely you need more time to make a decision.

Wouldn't you like to come to our house and see what he's done there?

Don't talk around a bit, Mother.

Oh, she won't. I always operate on instinct, Mrs. Russell.

And my instinct tells me to hire Larry. When could you start?

Straight away. Oh, one thing. I'm going to the Newport Lawn Tennis Tournament on the 12th.

So I'll have to take the day off. A friend of mine from Harvard is playing and I've sworn to be there.

I can't remember when I was last at the casino.

My husband didn't like sports of any kind and I suppose I got out of the habit.

Well, you're welcome to come with me.

Really?

Aren't you going with rather a young crowd?

Well, then they'll be glad to see Mrs. Blaine.

I'll come for you, too.

Make it 12th and I'll give you some luncheon first. But I'll see you before then.

Now, let me show you the rooms upstairs.

Just this way.

We can also replace them.

I'm not sure. It's terribly helpful to suggest that Mrs. Blaine is too old to watch tennis.

I just didn't want her to be trapped in a crowd of shouting young men from Harvard.

Oh, I think she'll enjoy it.

By the way, I've had an idea which could be useful for you in the opera wall.

You better not tell Mrs. Astor.

Dear lady, I am only sharing information.

And you better not tell Mrs. Astor about it.

Now, have you heard of Joshua Winterton?

He has old money and one of the first colleges to be built here.

Anyway, he's been widower for years and now has astonished the town by getting married after a short engagement.

So short, in fact, that no one is mad at you.

Doesn't he have a box at the academy? Why would they want to get involved with the opera wall?

He has one, yes.

But I'm told his wife is young and likes to play, so she may find the academy crowd a little stuffy.

And there's no reason why they couldn't take a box at the Metropolitan as well.

And he has money, you say?

Lots and lots and lots of it.

I'll introduce you when I give my ball at the casino.

Oh, and no tiara's, by the way. I like flowers and feathers when I'm by the sea.

Your wish is my command.

What do we have here, John?

My broken alarm clock.

Are you attempting to repair it?

Not exactly. I'd like to understand how it functions and why it failed.

You're making quite an effort for the tea?

Miss Brok, ask me too.

She's invited the new rector of St. Thomas Church to join them.

That explains it.

What everything to be just right.

Do you think if it's perfect Mrs. Van Rinalt forgive you for keeping Miss Marion's job a secret?

It wasn't my place to tell her, and I only gave Miss Marion a packed lunch. She has to eat.

Besides, you know about it and Jack.

Then let us hope your cakes redeem us all.

So, when did your family come over?

My grandfather got to Boston in 1794.

He saw Europe going up in flames after the French Revolution and wanted to avoid the carnage.

We cannot criticize him for that.

Why Boston?

You're right. It wasn't the obvious choice. We were Italian, not Irish.

But my father was Catholic, so some logic to it.

And when did they escape the clutches of the vicar of Rome?

My father married Nepiscopalian.

And to be frank, she was the stronger character of the two.

My father died when I was quite young, so my mother got away.

And what of your own wife? Should she be with us today?

I'm not married.

I've always thought it a blessing for our church over the Catholics that our clergy can marry and share the burden of their ministry.

I agree.

I suppose I just haven't been lucky.

Is your mother still living?

No, she died some time ago. I don't think I could have left Boston otherwise.

How beautiful and good. Bless you.

Ada, you are the parishioner here, not the rector. It is not for you to dispense blessings.

But I am happy to accept it.

Thank you.

Mr. Oscar Van Rhein.

Oscar.

You remember the Reverend Mr. Forte from St. Thomas?

Of course. I must take my leave. I have even song at six.

Oh, we must attend one day.

I hope you will.

Let us see you out.

Thank you for taking the time to come see us.

Yes.

Are you all right?

My bid for Gladys Russell has failed.

I see.

So will that be the end of it?

The absolute end.

As her father was good enough to relay when he summoned me to his office yesterday.

I'm sorry.

How lovely.

I'm glad we weren't able to meet Mr. Forte again.

We ought to entertain Moore. It's so much fun.

I agree. And I like your rector.

Oh, he is not my rector, but I'm glad you like him.

I would have enjoyed it more if I could have got a word in edge wise.

I'll want Agnes.

I mean it.

What came over you? Had you taken chatter pills?

He was so pleasant and interesting.

I thought criminals answered fewer questions in the dark.

I wonder you didn't ask to see his mother's death certificate.

Well, I thought he had a wonderful time talking to both of you.

And I hope we can see more of him.

I doubt it.

I suspect he'll be unavoidably detained if we try again.

Two thousand workers walked off the job? Yes.

Of course it was in Chicago, but the news will travel and their action will embolden others, including your own workforce.

How do we get the better of these unions?

I'm not sure that a man's keep coming, thinking fast for the leaders of bringing in new members by the dozen.

Is this true of Henderson? Bill Henderson, that's right.

He represents the Amalgamated Association of Iron and Steel Workers in Pittsburgh.

At present, they don't have the power for the men to do what they did in Chicago.

Not yet. But you're right. This could be a harbinger for us.

As you said yourself to the others, we must never surrender to threats.

To yield is to lose.

I have no intention of yielding, but doing nothing is no longer an option.

What do you propose?

You must go to Pittsburgh.

Meet Henderson. Find out what he really wants.

See if we can buy him off.

You mean I should offer him money? Money or a little power?

Power is very seductive, I'm told.

Suppose he's a man of principle.

It'll just make him more expensive.

Mr. McNeil?

Can I help you, sir?

I'm afraid Mr. Russell is out and Mrs. Russell is in Newport.

In fact, I was looking for the servant sentence.

The servant sentence, sir? Yes.

If you walk down the side alley, you'll come to it on your left, but is it something I could help with?

I have a message for the football. Call your.

No one here is called, call your.

He was serving at the dinner Mrs. Russell gave for the new opera house, an older man called.

I think he must mean Mr. Watson, the master's valet.

See, in the dining room, that night?

I believe he was, sir, yeah.

McNeil? Is that you?

Mr. Russell.

Come in.

I'm going to disturb you. He's just going to leave a message.

Mr. McNeil asked after Mr. Watson.

Oh?

Well, come into the library.

You may be trying to approach him, sir.

Mr. Watson is out, sir. I suppose he thought you wouldn't need him before you changed this evening.

And I won't. Thank you, Church.

Well, I'm no less curious as to why you wish to leave my valet a message.

Church, suspect you of wanting to steal him away.

Don't worry. I have a valet of my own, with whom I'm quite content.

Won't you explain this is all about that?

I can't, because it's not my secret, but I assure you Watson has done nothing wrong.

I should be going.

Won't you give me his message?

No, I'll write again. Now I have the fact, St.

I'm sorry to have taken so much of your time.

Would that be everything, ma'am?

Thank you.

But before you go, I do have some news.

Oh, yes, madam.

Miss Scott will be returning.

Here?

No, to Timbuktu. Of course, here.

She will be living in her old room and working for me again.

I see.

I don't want any trouble.

I'm sure. But Miss Scott will not stop her writing, whatever she may pretend.

I'm willing to take my chances with Miss Scott, but not with you.

I never started anything, ma'am. In fact, we never had a problem until Miss Scott moved in.

Because you created trouble for her, as soon as she arrived.

I wanted to protect your good name.

It has been some year since my good name was in any danger. Now I need your word.

You will only treat Miss Scott with courtesy and respect.

But what if she's unkind to me?

The knowing Miss Scott, I'd say you had it coming.

And if that is too much to ask, Bridget looks after Miss Ada and Miss Marion.

She can see to me as well until I found a replacement.

You would replace me.

Well, if you cannot behave, you leave me no choice.

But what would I do? How would I live with her?

Oh, there's no need for this. I mean, you can get another job.

No. People like to train them in when they're many years left, and no one will want to bother with training me not now.

Here.

Your fate is in your hands. If you show kindness to Miss Scott, then you may keep your position.

But ma'am, I see you have a mistake in this for a discussion when I'm simply giving an order.

No.

Now, make sure my blue dress with the ruffle is ready for tomorrow.

Yes, ma'am.

I love him, Miss Peggy.

Badly.

We hardly get to see you now that you're over at the globe.

You looking for your father?

Yes.

He's in back.

We're not glad you sat on the right of the ground.

Peggy, I wasn't expecting you.

I have some news I wanted to share with you in person.

I've been offered my old job back on 61st Street.

And you're taking it, I assume.

I need a new start.

If you need something new, why are you going back there?

Because we can't go on like this. We need to get away from each other.

That's not what family does.

Our family has done a great many things that are not what a real family does.

It's all my doing.

We've been through this father. I know you're sorry.

You don't have to keep repeating it.

I wish your mother knew.

She does. She just needs more time.

Have you told her your news?

Yes. She understands.

She's going to be right.

Mr. Scott.

You should get back to work.

All right. Do you need anything?

Take this.

Father. Take it.

You know, forget about us over here in Brooklyn.

Remember how much your mother loves you.

I know. You don't have to sound so final. I'm just going to Manhattan.

I'll come back to visit.

I will hold you to that.

Thank you, Benster.

Tell us more about your house in Newport.

We've just taken it for the season. Charles won't buy until he's convinced we'll enjoy it.

Very sensible.

This is from Lena Aster. Lena wants to come here and discuss her plans to save the academy.

Really?

Yes. Next week, Mr. McAllister will join us to devise a strategy to combat the Metropolitan.

Mr. McAllister, this is serious.

Mrs. Russell's opera dinner has stirred up a lot of trouble.

Well, the academy can count on us.

Mary, could you join us in Newport on Friday?

There's a tennis tournament at the casino and I have someone for you to meet.

You could stay for Mr. McAllister's party.

I'll put an excellent idea. Of course she'd be delighted.

What about your classes at the school?

Trust you to think of that.

There's a midterm break from this Friday to Monday, so I won't miss anything.

Tell us about this mysterious someone she is to meet.

Edward Morgan works at Charles Bank, although he's younger, of course.

His parents have a place in Newport and a house on East 56th.

Is his mother Arabella Morgan?

Yes.

Then I know exactly who he is. She was born a Winthrop and Maryan would certainly like to meet him.

I'd like to see Newport anyway.

Then it's settled.

Now I must ash. I'm late for a fitting.

Thank you for coming, Aurora.

Thank you.

Have you a house fault coming with me?

No. Why?

I just wondered if we could include Oscar. He's been rather down lately.

Because of that awful business.

He's a lot better now, but a few days in Newport we're doing so much good.

I don't see why not. I'll send him a note when I get home.

I'm going upstairs. I have some drawings tomorrow.

Hm?

I'm glad Mr. Morgan sounds perfect.

Really, Agnes? Why don't you just run up to Fifth Avenue and stop any carriage that has a man inside?

If I did, I doubt I would know his mother.

And unifying the facade lightens the appearance.

Oh, yes. Now I see what you mean.

Where will you live? Well, the work is going on.

In New York?

Certainly not. I shall stay here for as long as I can. And when I do move out, I'll come back every day.

You don't mind disruption, man?

I gave 20 years to a man who couldn't bear to use a different spoon with his egg in the morning.

I long for a bit of disruption.

The evenings I have spent with him in this room. Sitting in silence.

Why silence?

Well, he was deaf by the end.

Which, if I'm honest, made it a bit easier.

By then, we didn't even try to talk.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't laugh.

Oh, you should. You should.

That's exactly what this house has been missing.

Thank you.

I hope you like champagne.

I do.

But shouldn't we wait until the job's done before we celebrate?

I like to celebrate a new beginning.

And that's what I'm doing now.

Beginning a new life in this house.

A new life with new people.

I hope I can be one of them.

Of course. You are already.

It's nice to have you back, Miss Scott.

It's nice to be back. Thank you.

You missed dinner.

Shall I get you something?

No time. I'm behind on my sewing.

Miss Ada added some things to my pile.

She wants the mended to get to the church.

I don't know how I'm going to finish it all.

I would offer you help, but I'm not good with the needles.

I can sew.

You're the secretary. Why would you bother with that?

John, we should respect for all work.

I'd like to help. It's a good distraction.

So my work is a mere distraction.

From what, may I ask?

Nothing. She's offering you help.

Miss Armstrong? I can manage.

Does that mean you don't want my help?

I can sew.

Fine.

40-15.

Sears.

Oh, my God.

King, see you.

Amazing.

Are you a tennis player, Mr. Munch?

I used to be, but I've got rather big fish to fry these days.

Do you spend a lot of time in Newport?

My parents have a place in the town, and I usually try to get down from a Kalamazoo's Casino Party.

Oh, look. Mr. Russell.

Oh, yes.

Excuse us.

Is Mr. Friend to come to see?

Yes. Dixiers.

And right now he's winning.

Oh, very nice.

Oh, hello.

Good day, Mr. Russell.

Oh, may I present Oscar Van Rhein?

Mrs. Mrs. Blaine, do you know Newport well?

I live here.

But how original?

Larry.

What are you doing in Newport?

Dang, it's my cousin. It was this vein. What about you?

I'm working here.

I wonder if I had you seen it, but I'm glad if your career is going to get started.

Yeah, it's a baptism by total immersion. I'm overhauling one of the famous cottages.

Of course, I will, but I'm sure you don't need it.

Oh, who's this?

Mrs. Blaine, my current employer, may I present our neighbor in New York, thanks Mary and Brooke.

How do you think Larry's been teaching me the rules of the game?

You couldn't have a better teacher.

Miss Brooke? Miss Brooke?

Oh, how are you?

Mrs. Blaine, why don't you go and say hello to Gladys Russell?

Okay. She's over there.

I'm really good at the rules.

Excuse me.

Oh, you?

No, I'm not shaking.

Excuse me. Miss Russell.

Oh, I'm fine.

Are you here with your mother?

No, she had some letters she wanted to write.

The wet noise brought me. It's nice to see you.

That's even better to be away from my mother's watchful life.

How do you manage your own so easily?

Untagnish only approved this trip because President Aurora is trying to match me with a man.

What's he like?

Dreadful, I'm afraid.

Perhaps we should escape the map direction.

Thank you.

14, 15.

I hope you can be friends again.

You told you? Yes. And before you ask, he'll be fine.

My father wants me to wait until my father's in love.

How heartening?

I never thought of Mr. Russell as a romantic.

I mean to depend on him to help me judge a suit his intentions.

Father won't be blinded even if I am.

My orders are simple and to find a man with birth, position and money.

What about looks?

I think that's up to me, but they are not a top priority.

Are you avoiding me, Miss Brooke?

Um...

What makes you say that?

Well, if you're not, come back with me now and we'll rejoin Mrs. Fame.

I don't know if she's wonderful, thank you.

I'm afraid of team love.

Nice to watch.

Excuse me.

Who is that?

Poor Miss Brooke.

I wish your friends wouldn't try to pair her off.

She'd have plenty of suitors without their help.

Let's go to the second service.

Could the wetmore see you home?

I'm sure they will.

Why?

Dick's serious wins will celebrate.

Can't I join you?

I'm not sure mother would approve.

Mother isn't here.

Before Mr. Morgan returns with his drink, I believe we all marry in an apology.

Excuse me, I'd...

Charles liked him so much at the bank.

That's my excuse.

He's a completely different person there.

Or he seems to be.

It's often hard to tell who people really are.

I was always warned never to take a soldier as a suitor until I'd met him out of uniform.

I'd say Mr. Morgan would be only too happy to get out of his uniform.

Ask her, sir.

Be vulgar.

I can manage.

He's not the first man I've met who drinks too much.

Who's that for?

They were running low on Champagne, so I took two.

What were you talking about when I arrived?

The new museum on Fifth Avenue.

Have you been there?

I don't waste my time on museums.

Oh, cousin Dachshal.

How nice to see you.

Mr. Montgomery.

Mr. Morgan.

Are you familiar with Newport?

I used to be.

Harry denied to get a house here every summer.

Ask her.

I was just saying I can't waste my time on museums.

I have a life to it.

Don't you agree?

Dachshal, why don't you show Mary in the rest of the casino?

She's new to the town and she'd enjoy it.

What?

I thought Miss Brooke and I were to get to know each other.

I'll have her back in a moment.

I hope you won't.

I know lots of places to hide.

Dachshal, we're still taking bets on who will win.

What do you say?

All right.

$50 on...

Which player should I bet?

I only know the name of one.

Dick Sears?

He's a friend of Larry Russell's, but $50?

Dick Sears.

That's how I go for you.

Good day, Mr. Judge.

Mr. Vanister.

Are you having a busy day?

Listen, that's what I'm about to do.

I promised myself a morning of paperwork,

but things keep getting in the way.

Of course, you're a keen letter writer as I remember.

I wonder if... if what?

I just hope we might leave that incident in the past.

I was very angry and I behaved foolishly.

It almost cost me my job.

As I say, it was stupid.

And I apologize unreservedly.

But can we put it behind us?

Forgive them to the right.

Forgive them to forget, you mean?

Yes, I always wonder about that phrase.

It is, I agree, sometimes possible to forgive.

But one cannot forget.

Well, I hope we can live in peace.

I'll bear that in mine, Mr. Judge.

And now, good day to you.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Match point, Sears.

Gabe said, I'm out of the way.

Oh, Dick Sears wins.

Thank you.

Why particularly?

The Marian told me to bet on him.

And it felt awful if he'd lost.

Well, as it is, I shall use my prize money to take you for a treat.

Oh, there's my money.

You didn't give me any tips.

I'll give you a tip, Mr. Morgan.

Go home and sleep at home.

I didn't think you'd be back so soon.

I shouldn't be.

Why is that?

There was a fuss with this Gladys the day we traveled

and I forgot to pack a dress.

I don't know what to wear at Mr. McAllister's Ball.

It's my fault.

Everyone makes mistakes.

Not when you're trying to prove you should be taken on

as her permanent lady's maid.

It'll be all right.

I hope so.

And I wish you a good journey back to Newport.

When I get home, perhaps we could have some more coffee?

I'd like that.

That was a lovely afternoon.

Thank you.

I guess I should leave you here.

If you want to.

Oh, thank you, Trent.

I can manage from here.

I'd rather stay.

That's good to hear.

He's coming to Newport without letting the mistress know.

He wants it to be a surprise.

We'll travel on the same train as you and then ride

and whatever vehicle they send for you and Adelheim.

I must pack.

Before you do, I should tell you that a friend of Mr. Russell's was here earlier asking for you.

I'm sorry?

Mr. McNeil, he said he'd a message for you, but he wouldn't say what?

And what's the message?

He didn't leave one. He had your name wrong.

Why did he say that?

Well, he asked for a Mr. Collier.

But then he seemed to think it was you he wanted.

Adelheim said you'll hear from him before long.

I daresay I will.

I'm very late for you to be up.

It's very late for you to get home.

Were you waiting for me?

I was worried.

Can't I worry when my son stays out all night?

Let me go.

I'm only here for a bathroom change of clothes.

What is it?

Sent and probably French. No wonder you need a bath.

Would you like me to say?

Coming to the drawing room.

Where were you all night?

At Mrs. Blaine's house.

Was it a party?

Or just a tour again?

Do you really want me to spell it out for you?

I want to know what you think you're doing with a woman twice your age and ill-suited for you

and so many other respects. I haven't got time to list them.

I like Mrs. Blaine.

When there are countless charming and suitable young ladies for you to pursue.

Susan Blaine appeals to me mostly because she's quite unlike those suitable young ladies.

And I'm fairly certain you don't want me to elaborate on that.

Other young men deal with these things without causing comment.

Yes, they go to prostitutes.

Would you prefer me to do the same?

I prefer there to be no scandal.

I can't believe this.

Susan Blaine is a decent woman.

Decent women don't sleep with men young enough to be their son.

This one does!

Keep your voice down!

Look, I'm happy.

Are you?

Haven't you always said that all you want is my happiness?

Not at the expense of your good name.

Will you accompany her to the party tonight?

I'm perfectly content to take you in Gladys as long as you don't expect me to come home with you.

Now I must get changed.

How was Pittsburgh?

If I'm honest, things are worse than I thought.

What was Henderson like?

Clever no doubt about that and stubborn as a mule.

You mean he wouldn't be bought off?

I offered him promotion and money.

I almost offered him wine, women and song, but he won't shift.

Ask him to come to New York.

What?

Put him up at the Brunswick on Fifth Avenue.

The Brunswick Henderson.

Get him a suite and make a date for him to have lunch at my home.

And now I must run.

That's good.

I'll make some notes, so come back later in the week.

Of course.

In the meantime, I can handle another assignment.

I do have a lead on a story that could pan out, though I won't know until tomorrow.

I hate to have you take the ferry all the way here for nothing.

It's no trouble at all.

I'm living on the 61st Street again.

For what reason?

I had to get away from Brooklyn.

And work is a real help.

So I'm grateful to Mrs. Watter.

And to you.

Yes.

Work is the only thing that numbs the pain.

My wife and I lost a baby boy a few years ago.

I'm so sorry.

I guess you've had to learn that for yourself, Dad.

Yes.

Yes, I was grateful I could come here and have something to do.

Gave me a reason to get out of bed every day.

I had no idea.

People don't talk much about such things.

I understand why.

Even in the beginning of the day, I was a little bit nervous.

I understand why.

Even in these circumstances, I'm happy to have you back, Miss Scott.

Church, you've arrived.

Good.

Has Adelheim brought the missing dress?

She has, madam.

She's upstairs now unpacking it.

And that's not all.

Surprise.

I thought you couldn't get away.

I couldn't.

With a thought of you, all alone at McAllister's party.

And now I'll have something to wear.

I hope you're pleased to see me.

Very.

For several reasons.

That sounds ominous.

Larry's in way over his head with the woman he's working for.

Mrs. Blaine.

You surprised me.

But I suppose boys will be boys.

Won't it just play itself out?

Maybe.

I see.

How long will I have my husband here with me?

This has to be a short visit, I'm afraid.

Things are getting worse in Pittsburgh.

What are you going to do?

Clay's been to see the head of the union, a man called Henderson.

I want to arrange a meeting with him.

A luncheon at our house.

And I need your help.

Will you do that for me?

How do I do anything for you?

Surely you know that by now.

It's all you talking to that Miss Weber yesterday.

And if I shouldn't he?

I like her.

Did you get anywhere over the clock?

I made a list of the tools that I need.

And I'll get them too.

I hope it was broken.

It was.

Because it won't work again.

Well, I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm sure it was.

Because it won't work again once you get started on it.

We don't know that.

I got some ideas.

I know a bit about it.

Bridget, I need that mending first thing in the morning.

What's this?

I helped Bridget with the sewing.

I couldn't do it all.

Is this some sort of trick?

It seems as if Miss Scott has done your good turn.

Miss Armstrong.

Aren't you going to say thank you?

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Bridget, come and help you.

I confess I'm surprised.

That I did you a favor?

No.

Not exactly.

I'm surprised you were allowed back into this house.

I have no quarrel with you, Miss Armstrong.

I mean it.

But I promise you do not want one with me.

You were right about Mr. McNeil.

He's written asking to meet me.

What's it all about?

Mr. McNeil is my son-in-law. His wife is my daughter.

What?

So you waited on your own child at dinner?

I'm sorry to have asked that of you.

You want to know?

My life was very different once.

Obviously.

So how will you manage things?

They can't entertain if it becomes public knowledge that her father is not.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Mr. McNeil becomes public knowledge that her father is dressing, Mr. Russell.

I imagine that's why Mr. McNeil wants to meet me.

Then I suggest you keep the appointment.

Satisfaction.

This is splendid.

I'm glad you are able to come.

I was desperate to get away from New York.

They are still talking about your upper body.

I've had an invitation to be the chairman of the fundraising.

Have you been dealing with them?

I'm defined to take us for the boxes.

So, the wall is heat and oven. This needs some thought.

Why? Are you afraid to be seen with the leader of the winning side?

Don't be too sure. There's still plenty of flat left to Mrs. Astor.

Then we're evenly matched, and you'll need to pick a team.

And, necessarily, if Mrs. Astor wins, then I will have been loyal all along.

And if I win, then I will be the friend to help Mrs. Astor accept defeat.

Clever. But will you help me?

In my way. To start with, you'll meet the Wintertons this evening.

Good. I'm going to tempt her with your plan and persuade her to take a box in both houses.

What will Mrs. Astor say to that?

Well, no doubt we'll find out.

Gentlemen.

Mr. Callister.

There's Mrs. Fain and Mrs. Ruhr.

Enjoy your evening.

Yes, my other cousin, Mr. Oscar Van Rine.

May I introduce you to Ms. Maude Beaten?

How do you do? Your name, Elizabeth. She know my mother.

I've heard of your mother. Mrs. Drexel spoke about her the other day.

All good, I hasten to add.

I love the Drexel.

Are you staying with her while you're in Newport?

No, but some friends who lived near Mrs. Fish.

I was at her party last night.

I'm sorry, I missed it.

But I wonder why our paths have never crossed till now.

Probably because I've been living in Europe. In Paris, mostly.

How's that?

In my Paris, it's wonderful apart from the Parisians.

We can agree on that at least.

Mrs. Brooke, hello again.

Are you free of your unwanted children?

Don't remind me.

Let me choose for yourself in the future.

I doubt it.

You're not alone in the actress.

Larry, hello.

I'll be fine.

It's you again.

It's nice to see you.

You remember, Mrs. Brooke?

Of course. The next door neighbor.

What are we going to say?

Only that the cowins are here and I think they might have a job for you.

Then you must go.

How will Miss Collins?

Tell me about Miss B.

It's complicated.

Officially, her father was the late John B.

But I've heard and said that her real father is Jay Gould.

And he takes an interest in her.

I have no idea if it's true, of course, but she certainly seems to have a great deal of money at her disposal.

Which is why you introduced us.

Please don't let me regret her.

She's a nice woman, whatever the truth about her. She goes everywhere.

What about her mother?

I'm told she was a stylist, but she's dead now.

That was why Maude went to France to get over it.

I think she has a sort of paid companion in New York.

Sounds suitable and charming.

You must only pursue her if your heart is really in it.

You know me. I am all heart.

Mr. Montgomery.

I thought I might find you here.

If you hadn't gone back to New York.

I'm going home tomorrow. School starts again on Monday.

I want to remind you that I owe you a treat when we're back.

I've told you. There's no lead.

Oh, how beautiful they look, dancey.

May I ask you to dance with me?

Well...

Can I claim this dance, Miss Groot?

Oh, you're still in Newport, Mr. Morgan.

And I'd like to dance with you.

That would be so nice.

But I've just accepted Mr. Montgomery.

There you are.

Mr. and Mrs. Russell.

May I present Mr. and Mrs. Winterton.

You all should know each other. You have so much in common.

I'm sure. But for now we must continue in Mr. McAllister's wake.

Your former lady's maid is now your neighbor in Newport.

Welcome to America. Father, you're very quiet.

What does that say?

Nothing. Until we're alone back at the house.

And I'll decide what we say.

If we say anything at all.

Thank you.